[ There’s absolutely hope in all of it, in everything that Dorian can still see in Orym. Knowing that he still feels those loses, that he can still try to look out and take care of others…it means that Orym, the true Orym, is still there. That Predathos hasn’t taken over him entirely. ]
We haven’t. There’s still a chance.
[ But he can’t say much about it, not without giving too much away. Predathos is still listening, and he doesn’t want to risk angering him…can’t risk something happening and losing Orym entirely.
All he can do right now, as he still caresses Orym’s face in his hands, is sing a gentle song, letting the melody drift over the halfling and hope that it will be enough to reach Orym - the real Orym - and inspire him to hold on, to keep fighting and stay strong.
Even though he knows his magic is nowhere near as powerful as Predathos’, he hopes that maybe perhaps his love for Orym could be. ]
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Date: 2023-05-22 04:33 am (UTC)We haven’t. There’s still a chance.
[ But he can’t say much about it, not without giving too much away. Predathos is still listening, and he doesn’t want to risk angering him…can’t risk something happening and losing Orym entirely.
All he can do right now, as he still caresses Orym’s face in his hands, is sing a gentle song, letting the melody drift over the halfling and hope that it will be enough to reach Orym - the real Orym - and inspire him to hold on, to keep fighting and stay strong.
Even though he knows his magic is nowhere near as powerful as Predathos’, he hopes that maybe perhaps his love for Orym could be. ]